Feng Xingying was not in a hurry and just waited quietly.
At this time, Feng Xingying was even a little proud. Mr. Wen was her younger brother. She didn't expect that her younger brother was so powerful that he could snatch half of the world from the cunning and sinister Kan Yuntian.
Sometimes, conspiracy is very useful, but conspiracy lasts longer.
Feng Xingying was worried that her brother would deteriorate after joining the evil sect, but she didn't expect that he could also find his own path.
If he was trying to survive in a decent sect and the situation was firmly controlled by Qin Molin, Ye Jingning and Dean Tao, he would have no hope at all. Even if he did well, he would still be in a small sect.
But the world of evil cultivators is an opportunity in chaos. Regarding this choice, Murong Wenxuan was very wise even though he risked his life to survive.
It is true that people have to experience the cruelest blows to grow. It was really hard for Feng Xingying to imagine that the innocent child in the Divine Phoenix Realm could grow to this point.
The moment Feng Xingying was distracted had already brought great popularity to Mr. Wen's Hero Tournament.
This cursed place really worships the strong. In a short time, the arena was crowded with people, and everyone had a bottle of wine.
What's even more exaggerated is that those beautiful dancers in robes also moved under the stage, singing and dancing constantly, and even winking at Feng Xingying.
It was because Feng Xingying was distracted that he didn't see it. Now that I have come to my senses, I feel really embarrassed.
She also heard Third Master Uncle discussing with Qiu Yutian: "Qin Jianzun is really good. He has a calm mind, is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and is not greedy for women. What a pity."
"Meeting is fate. His willingness to walk with us is already a gift to our Lingshan Sword Sect." Qiu Yutian thought more clearly.
If she hadn't met Feng Xingying, she might have crawled to Mr. Ji's camp like a dog and begged the steward to give her to Mr. Ji like a commodity, but she might not have been able to do it.
It's good now. Qin Ying was so angry that Mr. Ji's people couldn't get off the stage, but they didn't dare to say anything. This was the difference in strength.
Looking at Feng Xingying, Qiu Yutian suddenly felt that their entire Lingshan Sword Sect was filled with brilliance.
At this time, Feng Xingying stood on Young Master Wen's stage, accepting everyone's admiration. Even none of Young Master Wen's men dared to step on.
She is wearing the uniform of the Lingshan Sword Sect, which represents the Lingshan Sword Sect.
This kind of glorious glory made several people in the entire Lingshan Sword Sect feel so bitter that they wanted to cry.
It's been a long time since they had this sense of glory.
After being distracted for a moment, a man in white finally jumped onto the ring.
This man was dressed in white clothes, with a silver-white half mask covering half of his face, revealing a pair of piercing eyes.
"Qin Ying." Feng Xingying's sword intent and fighting intent increased at the same time, and he signed up with murderous intent.
"Let's do it." The person who came didn't even want to give his name and directly launched an attack.
Fortunately, Feng Xingying was well prepared. His sword intention was like a rainbow, and when he put his sword together, it was like a golden and fiery horse flying in the air.
The young man in white also used a sword, and his sword technique was exactly the same as Feng Xingying's.
Everyone in the Lingshan Sword Sect was extremely excited to see this. This world of pure swords, without any spiritual power mixed in. The body, energy, and form are integrated into the sword, turning oneself into a part of the sword. The aura brought by it is the Terrible yet noble.
They have been chasing this feeling all their lives, but rarely encounter it. Even the late leader of the Lingshan Sword Sect, Qiu Yujian, could not achieve such perfection.